Grave Possession (Wraith 3) by Angel Lawson Read Free Book Online Page B

napkin in my hands. “Sort of private. Let’s just say things didn’t end great but we’re still friends. Sort of. I mean, we’re trying…”
    “Jane has a boyfriend anyway,” Ava said. “At UGA. He’s a musician .”
    Amber nodded. “Ah, right. A musician. Still… that Connor. I’d like to climb him like a tree. Is he single?”
    Ava and I looked at one another. She answered for me. “No clue.”
    “Hmm…” she mused. “Maybe I’ll take a shot then.”
    “Ha, go for it,” I said, noticing the napkin was now a pile of shredded paper. I gathered them up and smashed them into a pile.
    “So, how’s the project going?” Ava deflected. We all had the first in a series of big projects due in two weeks. I had a feeling tonight was going to be my first infamous all-nighter at the studio.
    “I’m pretty close,” Amber said. She majored in fashion design, which is really big here. Ava and I both applied to the Fine Arts program. “I managed to get some decent studio hours slots though.”
    A bird cawed overhead. I lifted my head just in time to see a pair of black wings soar over the building. His wings shined in the sunlight, ebony and slick. I pointed upward, but when I glanced back down Ava and Amber were leaning close to one another in deep conversation. The gap in their shoulders revealed Connor several tables over with friends. His eyes were cast toward the sky and the black bird.
    “Speak of the devil,” Amber said, following my gaze.
    “You ready?” Ava asked, tossing her napkin down.
    “Yes,” I said, adding a silent thank you. We paid at the cashier so there was no need to wait for a check. “I need to go back and get my stuff, plus some caffeine and I’ll be ready.”
    “You going to introduce me?” Amber asked, looking back at Connor’s table. His eyes flicked to mine and he smiled, but only for a second. Two other guys sat with him, one with square glasses and a stocking cap on even though it was 80 degrees out.
    “Not tonight,” I laughed. “I’m sure you’ll get your chance.”
    “I better,” she pouted, her eyes lingering in his direction.
    We paid and separated at the front door, Amber needed to go down to her building and we had to go back to the dorm. Once we had enough distance between us, I grabbed Ava’s arm and whispered, “I am not okay with Amber hitting on Connor, okay? I mean he can date people, obviously, but not someone so close by. That’s too much.”
    “Gotcha,” she said seriously. “I will not allow that to happen. Best friend promise.”
    “Good, because if I walked into him leaving her room in the middle of the night or something like that I’d have to kill her. And I’d really hate to kill her and then be haunted by her ghost for the rest of my life. Surviving one jilted girlfriend of Connor’s was enough.”
    We both laughed, but she knew I was serious. I had a boyfriend, who happened to be a friend of Connor’s. Was that fair? Hell no. Did I care?
    Nope.
     
    *
     
    We took a short cut on the way back. Well, Amber said it was a short cut. It was basically an alley behind the buildings.
    “If we cut through next to the psychic we’ll come out closer to campus,” Amber said.
    “Psychic?” Ava asked.
    Amber nodded. “Yeah, there’s a psychic down here. Madam Rosie or something. We should go sometime, for kicks.”
    Ava and I snuck a glance at one another and followed Amber down the road. After passing a dry cleaner and an upholstery shop, we saw the small basement storefront. It was complete with a neon sign in the shape of hand. Madam Rosemarie’s name had been painted boldly across the glass. The “O” was in the shape of an eye.
    “Do you want to go in?” Ava asked me.
    “Think we should?”
    “You guys have fun,” Amber said, checking her watch. “I’ve got to go. I’ll see you later.”
    “Bye,” we both said and she walked off alone.
    “Okay, let’s go in and see if she’s available. But don’t tell her anything. I